Chapter 96

Stanley Batton was already seated inside.

Dressed in a black oversized shirt and matching black leisure pants, there was a hint of laziness to his calm and composed appearance.

His usual hairstyle of segmenting his hair into two disproportionate sections was changed to a loosely brushed-back style today. It made him look very cool and pleasant to the eyes.

Right then, he had his head lowered as he flipped through the black leather menu with his long and elegant fingers. He was moving neither hastily nor too slowly, which perfectly embodied elegance and nobility.

The chandelier above his head projected a bright light over his fair skin, which now seemed aglow.

From afar, Xyla Quest could feel how unapproachable that person was.

If she had not known his identity, she would have thought he was from an aristocratic family.

After brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear, Xyla quickly walked over to the seat across him and sat down.

They were sitting on two opposite ends of the long di